Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Damned
Performer
Thomas Mitchener
E-Bow
Dave Vanian
Vocals
Paul Gray
Bass Guitar
Captain Sensible
Vocals
Monty Oxymoron
Keyboards
William Granville-Taylor
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dave Vanian
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Mitchener
Producer
Lyrics
In the west wing
The rattle of chains begins
Moonlight streaming into the turreted rooms windows
Oh dear Lord, Roderick is loose
Who do you think you are?
Coming up with changes
Trying to rearrange things
Who do you think you are?
Your cold detached sobriety
Comes to pierce illusion's reverie
Can't you see?
That you're not wanted
Who do you think you are?
You gatecrash situations
Looking for confrontation
Who do you think you are?
Just two uninvited stranger
Not allowed to table but you try
Like in Poe's Raven
With boon or craven
I'd like nothing more
Than you darken my doorstep
Nevermore
Carpe diem carpe noctum
Sunt amissa inventi sumas
Sunt amissa inventi sumas
Sunt amissa inventi sumas
We are lost, we are found
We are fearless and all around
We are scared of ourselves
With a mirror that's our fate
We are lost
We are lost
We are found
Writer(s): Vanian David
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